Jamie and I talked it over and decided that I would leave alone what I wrote instead of revising it or erasing it because what I wrote is how I feel.  I didn't write it to try to hurt anyone and I'm sorry if some people got their feelings hurt.  I am certainly not the type of person who would intentionally hurt anyone and so really for anyone who might have gotten upset over what you read, then I think you just took it too personally.  It was never directed towards anyone - it was just how I felt.  If you've never planned such a big event and put a lot of money and 17 loooong months of planning into something to try your best to make it fun for everyone and to make it as close to "perfect" as possible and then stood back to see things going wrong, then you wouldn't know what I felt like afterwards.  I never said that I didn't want anyone there.  Everyone who was there was invited for a reason:  because Jamie and I wanted them there.  But when I stood back and saw that no one was dancing that to me equals no one was having fun.  The same with people leaving early.  My biggest disappointment was that I really honestly thought that a lot of people were bored and didn't have fun.  I have later learned from sooo many people that they had such a blast, but still, the wedding didn't go as perfectly as I had hoped and planned for for so long, so I wrote down exactly what I felt.  I must say that if anyone took offense to what is written below, then you really just don't know me very well.  And I don't mean that at all in a mean way.  Again, I would never intentionally try to hurt anyone, so clearly I didn't write anything in hopes that "someone" would read it and know that I was mad at them.  I wasn't mad at anyone.  One of my friends read the whole thing and took no offense to it.  Instead she said, "I know things didn't go exactly how you planned them, but honestly, it was terrific and everyone had such a good time."  People who really know me will know that this was just me looking back on the wedding and will not take offense to any of it.

 

There were lots of downs here though, unfortunately.  First of all, the DJ did not stick to the list.  When I went up and told him about it, he tried to tell me that the song that he was currently playing was on the list, which it was not.  He spent about a minute and a half flipping through the pages trying to find it, and of course he could not.  He said he would stick to the play list.  We walked away and immediately after, he played another song that wasn't on the list.  All through the reception, he kept repeating songs!  Not just one or two, but many.  I gave him a five page list of songs, trust me, there were plenty of songs to be played, no need to repeat!

 

We were doing an anniversary dance where all married couples would dance and the DJ was supposed to ask everyone who has been married less than a year to sit down, less than two years, five years, ten, etc.  He got to 30 and there were still like four couples dancing.  He went to 40 and everyone sat down.  He called the couples that had been married at least 30 years back out on the floor, so I thought for sure that he was going to go from there and say 31, 32, etc.  I mean, that's only common sense, I think.  But no!  He said, "You're all winners." and started playing new music.  I was livid!  I stomped over to him and said, "There was a reason for that dance!  The person who has been married the longest was supposed to get the prize!"  He said, "I know.  I don't know what to tell you."  I said, "Well common sense would say that after you pulled everyone who had been married at least thirty years back out on the dance floor, you count up from there to see who the winner is."  He gives me a damn attitude and says, "I don't know what to tell you.  I'll keep the gift!"  I was absolutely fuming.  I grabbed the gift out of his hands, stomped away, told Jamie I was pissed, and then went behind a curtain where I broke down in tears.  So for those of you who saw this scene, please don't think that I'm some crazy pyscho bride who freaks when she doesn't get something her way.  This was something that was very important to me.